it's impossible.

"what have i done to deserve this?" she wondered.

every moment, everyday.

esperated.

desperation ringing in her ears.

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went looking for that darn costume. it's gonna burn a hole in my pocket if i rented, so i decided to sew it, with my mother. cause i'm just hopeless when it comes to needles and thread. so yeah.

so went to arab streat to get materials.

and, you know what? i know nothing about sewing.

i don't know how to sew.

well, manda, it's time to get creative.